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There is an excellent walk from the
centre of New Quay immortalised in the Dylan Thomas poem 'Quite early
one morning'. It takes the visitor high above the town where the sounds
of the community can be heard from a considerable distance.
From the Tourist Office on
the sea front,
walk up Church Street as far as the Indian Restaurant and then turn right in
to Albion Terrace.
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Continue to the end of Lewis Terrace where
the photo on the left was taken, and where you will see a footpath sign. From here the path becomes very steep, zigzagging
up the edge of the cliff.
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As you climb this path, you will see the quarry below
on your right where the
rock for the 'New Pier' and many of the houses in New Quay was quarried.
Below Lewis Terrace is Rock Street, so named as it was the road from the
quarry to the pier.
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In the poem 'Quite early one morning' Dylan
mentions the path along the cliffs to the south of New Quay: ' I walked on to the cliff path again, the town behind and below waking up now so very slowly; I stopped and turned and
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From the top of the path there is an
excellent view of New Quay. This is also a good place to see the
rare cliff-dwelling red-billed crow called the Chough. There are
only a few dozen pairs of this bird in West Wales, yet we saw ten or
more along this path one day in April.
Dylan Thomas continues:
'Smoke from
another chimney now. They were burning their last night's dreams. Up
from a chimney came a long-haired wraith like an old politician.
Someone had been dreaming of the Liberal Party. But no, the smoky
figure wove, attenuated, into a refined and precise grey comma.
Someone had been dreaming of reading Charles Morgan. Oh! the town
was waking now and I heard distinctly, insistent over the
slow-speaking sea, the voices of the town blown up to me. And some
of the voices said.............'
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At the very top,
the path levels out giving a fine view of the whole of the
Ceredigion coast to the north. On a clear day one can see the
whole of Cardigan Bay as far north as the Lleyn Peninsula.
Snowdon, Plynlimon, and Cader Idris are all prominent mountain
peaks.
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The path here is bordered by Blackthorn
and Gorse. On the left an old stone wall is heavily encrusted by a
white lichen - testimony to the purity of the air in this region.
Bird life here includes the
Stonechat, Peregrine, Kestrel, Chough and various species of gull.
The Butterflies we saw were the Green-Veined White, Small Copper,
Common Blue, Painted lady, Small Tortoishell and the Skipper.
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Care must be taken, for at times the
path comes perilously close to the edge of the cliff, especially
above Bird Rock. Pausing at one of the viewpoints, look
carefully for Grey Seals on the rocks below or swimming close to
shore. Seals can often be seen near fishing boats and you may
have an excellent view of the Bottlenose Dolphins that
frequent the coastal waters here.
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Soon you will see the National Trust
sign for 'Craig Yr Adar' - Bird Rock. Take the lower path
where the sign designates an alternative path - but be careful as it
passes very close to the edge of the cliff.
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Bird Rock is named
after the large number of seabirds there. When we walked the path on
September 24th, the seabird nesting season had finished, but many
Cormorants were perched on the flat rocks to the right of this
photo.
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Just past Bird Rock is the Coast Guard Station and
the Cardigan Bay Lookout Shelter. inside the shelter are
identification boards for local wildlife as well as a panorama
identifying places on the coast to the south. on the right are extracts from the Coastguard log:
The view from the
shelter
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Christmas Day 1926 - Lifeboat called out to the wreck of schooner 'Guiding Star' of Plymouth which was found stranded under the cliffs at Tregynan Isaf Farm with all sail set, no-one on board. Search was made but no trace of crew was found.
29th January 1946 - Reported at 11.25 that a Spitfire Pilot had baled out over Tresaith and was drifting into Bay. Lifeboat searched extensively for parachute and returned at 15.40 having failed to locate pilot and aircraft.
4th and 5th February 1946 - H. M. submarine 'Universal'
drifting casualty. Crew taken off by Fishguard and Aberystwyth lifeboats. Coastguard staff kept watch and stood by on being retired from watchman duties. Altogether a good show as far as readiness was concerned.
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There are now 3 choices.
You can either turn around and return to New Quay the way you came,
pass through the gate by the shelter and return to New Quay through
Penrhyn Farm and then along the main Llandyssul Road, or continue
along the path to Cwmtydu - another three miles of coastal path. The
photo on the right shows the view to the south. Ynys Lochtyn is the
peninsula in the distance. Just beyond it is Llangrannog. Aberporth
is on the horizon.
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We chose the circular
route to return to New Quay. Opposite the lookout shelter is a gate
leading on to the track to the Coastguard Station. Follow the track
until you reach a farm - then following the signs around Penrhyn
Farm and on past the caravan park to the main road. On the corner is
the Penrhiwllan Inn with the Smugglers Haunt Restaurant - very
convenient for a swift pint after a long walk. Follow
the main road downhill towards New Quay. Part way down the hill
there is a small shop on a corner. Take this road on the left and
you will find the Church of St Llwchaiarn.
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There was a very ancient
church here, possibly dating
back to the 9th Century. Unfortunately this was replaced in 1865 by
a newer church - shown here on the right. In the graveyard are many
memorials to seamen of New Quay and interestingly the grave of John
Patrick and his wife Sophie - the Grand parents of 'Jack
Pat' - Dylan Thomas' friend Jack Patrick, Proprietor of the
'Black Lion' in New Quay.
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Leaving the church, we returned to
the narrow streets of New Quay
and recalled the words of Dylan Thomas once again as we passed the
pristine cottages overlooking the
sea:
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'And I walked
in the timeless morning past a row of white cottages almost
expecting that an ancient man with a great beard and an hour-glass
and a scythe under his night-dressed arm might lean from the window
and ask me the time. I would have told him: 'Arise old counter of
the heartbeats of albatrosses, and wake the cavernous sleepers of
the town to a dazzling new morning.'
Which is exactly what it was that
day!
©2003 Rod Attrill
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